Thank You Party at the Ruins of the Griffin Gaurd Tavern

[Zathina Mage]

The tavern doors burst open, as lines of dancers entered shaking their tambourines and dancing their way through the center of the room. The room had a number of local gypsies, Knalb Opalus, Crie` Kris`alis Snillor, Ca'os Antracitus Elder of Antracit'us with a small band of his Antracit'us and Dark Elves.

Alexio was there with a small troop of yellows, reds, and silvers in their corner of the room playing ping pong and drinking it up. Music was being played and despite the various sky lights and large sections of missing walls. It was a beautiful cool clear night.

A White faced man with long blond hair and nine gems down the center of his face. Though the colors seemed to change alot, sat with a sword at his side at the counter tapping his foot to the beat of the local gypsy bands.

The city of Free Town, was in ruckus, even if the crisis was not over. Even with the recent disasters. It was about time to do something truly gypsy, and celebrate something that needed celebrating.

New Friends, and New Heroes.
When the call was sent out for help, people came from all over Tyrra to a land who had for 200 years isolated itself off from the rest of the world. Came to help fight an unknown enemy on unknown terms, with a people torn by political strife and ancient bigotries. This party was in the name of people Like Gizmo Loud or Feldspar Chilax who came to fight and potentially saved the lives of many.

It was also in the name of locals, who fought when others would not. Who took up the sword when others ran. Even if at times they could not help they were there, people like Autum Emrald'us or Zoey Rub'eus.

It had been well furnished and decorated to a delightful amount. Someone was paying for repairs and someone else had paid for the entire party it seemed.

[ZandoranDugan]

Dugan had been spending his nights in a tent off and away form his tavern. Lately he had taken to wandering the wilderness looking for the Redcap who had his Father.

He stood in amazement as his tavern...was alive.....

[gizmo]

a plain wagon pulls up by the tavern and a armored gypsy boy in red steps out lightly, and then steps inside going quickly toward the man with a white face.

[Zathina Mage]

The man with the White Face looks over at him, and smiles, "Gizmo Loud! I see your soul of Stone and Body of Dream and Reason. It is good to see you old friend, new friend, Cousin!" he puts out his arms happily as he talks waving them to his talking.


Crie ` walked out and walked over to Dugan, "your humans made quite the profit already, if I was you I'd come inside and enjoy the party. It's in celebration of those who've come to help us."

[gizmo]

gizmo smiles then sits next to the man with the white face

[ZandoranDugan]

"Of which ones?"

It was all he asked. As he lit a cigar.

[Zathina Mage]

The white faced man smiles, "Gizmo! It is interesting that you, one of those who started it, have been so active in ending it. You know, with Emitton running around people forget how TIME is not just line. They do not realize, you are not only Emitton. Though I'm sure they will find this out. in coming months." he said somewhat more cheery then he should of been.


Crie` looked to Dugan, and paused, "Vell. Everyone I guess. You for instance, not every day dwarf open tavern and spend. What? Dugan! You've been in Dalantia for Year now you know? Big celebration your name part of honor. Do not vorry though, I see coredalia seems to take liking to you and many are in there waiting to drink with Dwarf who would bare yellow?" Crie points to the yellow gems on his hat.

[gizmo]

gizmo states in a low flat voice.

Vell you see zee people that vas here from my lands trust my future not so much now.

[Zathina Mage]

"You long ago took a different path. Things are not as they where. Things are much different." he paused looking to him, "But if we must show proof. That is another story. For Anti-time is twisting it's story against you." he spoke simply. Seeming to think.

[gizmo]

gizmo nods

[ZandoranDugan]

Dugan looks at the tavern and sighs. "Crie, things here are becoming hard for me. People, seem to want me dead, others, want me alive, others want me hurt."

He took a drag off the cigar. "And now, this Gypsy King business. And this Som'soc, was his name?"

[Zathina Mage]

"Som'soc. The Silver face who destroyed your tavern, apparently saved your father." He said putting his hands on his hips. "I know, crazy right? But look, with attitude you have you'll have this everywhere. What you need is some hooch and some relaxation! Come drink!"

[gizmo]

Puck walks up behind the two, his shadow seemingly split in multiple directions. What he wore seems to have changed, as he now wears a long sleave shirt and pants and a short red shash he still keeps all his bags and he still has his bandana.

Hello again Crie

Puck's red eyes look over the dwarf's temperary residence. his mark twisting

Falling on hard luck, friend?

[Zathina Mage]

"Dwarf has had trouble. Big silver faced elemental destroyed his tavern. Attacked a lot of us, and his father was one of those recently kidnapped and saved. He is on tough times cause of local... what is word. Mafia, have crossed him?" Crie rubbed his chin wondering if his grammar was right.

[ZandoranDugan]

Dugan looked between the two and shook his head.

The Mafia doesn't scare me. Nor does Silver Face.

He looked at Crie.

I haven't seen my Father yet, where is he?